Hey Everyone, here again with another update.
Welcome Back to "The Guardians of Winter: The King of Nightmares Returns".
Now in the last chapter we discovered: (1) Jack fought the Boogeyman and the Trix (2) Elsa was almost trapped into an eternal nightmare (3) Jack and the Moon's combined energy saved the day.
CAST
(In Order Of Appearance)
Characters And Voice Actors
Icy, Witch of Ice - Mila Kunis
Darcy, Witch of Darkness and Illusion - Elizabeth Olsen
Stormy, Witch of Storms - Megan Fox
Pitch Black - Jude Law
The stars twinkled brightly in the cloudless sky as the Moon bestowed a chill upon the sleeping world with a low mist. The pine trees on the border of Arendelle rattled and shivered as the changing of the seasons began to take effect. Creatures of the woodland sort refuge from the cold as the night time predators began their shift.
The defeated Trix landed within a clearing of the forest beside a small lake. The sisters were rather dumbfounded. They'd literary been thrown out of the palace by a force of, well the closest thing to call it, God-like energy.
Eventually, the coldness of the night subsided the sister's bewilderment. Darcy and Stormy shivered in the cold. They soon realised that the woolly long coats they had stolen from the palace cloakroom were shredded and torn, providing little if any means of warmth at all. They came to a silent decision that it would be best to set up camp or at least, with no home to go to, get a fire going to fight off the chill. Darcy set about collecting rocks to create a circle surrounding the fire pit while Stormy went off to collect fallen branches and pine cones.
Icy on the other hand didn't even care to help her sister's. She just sat down at the water's edge glaring at her reflection. The cold didn't bother her anyway, in fact it was very much the opposite. She was more preoccupied thinking about the battle which had taken place earlier that day. She constantly played the event over and over in her mind. For something which was guaranteed to go in her favour, went completely the other way. How? What went wrong? Was she even a force to be reckoned with here? Icy hated the feeling of self-doubt. It made her feel small and weak, which in turn made her fearful.
Stormy later returned with a pile of logs in her arms and pockets stuffed with pine cones. Darcy helped assemble the camp fire by breaking up the larger sticks and placing them into a tepee shape inside the pit. Next Stormy clicked her fingers next to the unlit pile, emitting an electrical spark which began the fire. Throughout the entire process of collecting the wood and preparing the fire, Darcy and Stormy said very little if anything at all. They both just wore looks of defeat, confusion and astonishment.
Darcy and Stormy both sat down close to the fire. The crackling fire seemed to chase away the cold as the warmth began to penetrate their frozen bodies. As the fire hissed and crackled, Stormy managed to find her words. "How did he beat us?"
Darcy, adding more kindling to the fire, shrugged her shoulders. "I'd like to know where he got that power from?" She turned to look for her elder sister, she found her still at the water's edge a few metres away muttering at her reflection in the moonlight.
Darcy then turned to Stormy, "Did you notice his powers are like hers?"
"Yes, I did. What gives? I thought Icy was the only being with ice powers." Stormy replied. She then suddenly realised, thanks to hindsight. "If someone, that you and I know, didn't try to freeze the blasted Guardian and attempt to defeat him all on her own. I bet it would have been different." She snarled.
Even though Icy was at a distance, she could hear her sister's conversation. After hearing Stormy's jab at her attempt at freezing Jack alive, she became filled with rage. That was the very scene she'd been thinking about. She kept replaying that section. Her freezing Jack. Jack struggling. Her tasting victory. Then Jack's cheeky smirk stealing her triumph, it just ate her up inside.
Icy let out a screech into the air, making her sister's jump, as she thought upon the smugness of Jack's face when he broke out of his short lived imprisonment. The shoreline at the lakeside froze beneath her as her rage escaped outside her body. She got up to her feet and walked over to her sisters. "Do you think me weak Stormy?" she accused, her eyes were on fire.
Stormy stood up, "I am not saying that you're weak Icy. I'm just pointing out that by taking that freak on all by yourself, to try and prove that you're better than any of us cost us the battle." Stormy argued back.
"Oh really?! Maybe you should be more aware in future during a fight. You didn't even notice that Queen sneak up on you until you were on the floor." Icy argued back.
Darcy decided not to get involved. These types of squabbles regarding who was the strongest as well as addressing each other's faults was very much the usual when it came to Icy and Stormy. She reached for a pine cone and threw it into the fire, producing a crackling noise.
Icy and Stormy stopped and glared at their middle sister. Darcy just smirked, "Oh don't mind me, I just needed to entertain myself in some other way than listen to you two arguing. Look what's done is done. Bickering about it won't change the outcome, it's already happened. Try learning something from it." She persuaded, attempting to halt any possibility of her sisters falling out and splitting up.
"Shut up Darcy! The next time we face that freak you'd better be there to back me up," Icy snarled, staring down at her sister.
Darcy got up from the floor, "And try to win with brute force? If you believe that, then you've learnt nothing." She scolded glaring at Icy, Icy glared back.
Stormy butted in, "Well I've learnt something tonight, Icy's losing her touch."
Icy's eyes shot to Stormy, "Losing my touch am I?" she hissed and clenched her fists. The campsite grew colder and ice began to form around Icy. The camp fire hissed as ice climbed into the fire pit and touched the flames.
"ICY ENOUGH!" Darcy shouted as the fire began to choke with the lit logs turning to ice.
Suddenly strong winds erupted from the forest taking twigs, pine needles and earth blowing into the clearing surrounding the sisters.
Darcy and Icy stared at Stormy, "You can pack it in as well," Darcy snapped as the camp fire went out.
Stormy shrugged her shoulders, "This isn't me."
Icy ceased her ice spell when she came to a realisation, "It's that ice freak, he's come to finish us off!" She shouted into the night sky. "Come on freak. You think you can take me again? You don't know who you're dealing with!" Suddenly the wind dropped and the ground beneath them darkened causing the Trix to huddle together, forgetting their quarrels.
"Poor little Icy. So powerful, yet so naïve. Why, you couldn't kill that Guardian even if he was served to you on a platter." Came a sinister voice.
"Who dares question my power?" Icy shouted.
An evil laugh echoed throughout the forest. Birds and animals abandoned their homes as they evacuated from the woods passing the Trix on their journey. This now made the Trix less confident and fear began to flood in.
"The one who knows that you're questioning yourself. Wondering if your power counts as anything here. Well let me ease your mind in telling you…You're the weakest by far." The voice cackled.
"Show yourself," Stormy's voice echoed into the darkness.
Abruptly the wind picked up once again and roared through the forest around the Trix. Black Sand flew up from the woodland floor and poured out of the trees taking up woodland debris in its wake. The sisters shielded their eyes as the combination of Black Sand and woodland wreckage passed through them. Then strangely, it came to a halt above the lake where Icy had been recently. The girls looked up to see a writhing cloud of glittering Black Sand floating above the shallows. Soon a slim grey figure draped in a long black V-necked robe materialised on the black mass. He stood looking down upon the Trix with his hands behind his back modestly.
The trio stood awestruck until Icy broke the silence. "Oh…Why isn't it the nightmare princess," Icy mocked, "Do much sneaking lately?"
Darcy rolled her eyes and looked at the dark figure, "What do you want Pitch?"
The Boogeyman smirked and swiftly disappeared into the floating platform of writhing Sand. Shortly a small section of the Black cloud broke away from its main body and dropped to the ground. Darcy looked at her sisters to a questionable expression. They looked back to see the sand form into Pitch's shape, the Trix took a step back.
"My dear Lady of Darkness and Illusion." The dark figure somewhat bowed to Darcy. I'm sure he meant this to flatter her, but it didn't. She found it creepy and unnerving. "It's not what I want from you. It's more in the terms of what you want from me," he said humbly with a smirk.
Icy was shocked that Pitch had the cheek to think that they would ever want anything from him, let alone have anything to do with him. After all the evil masters she and her sisters had served back on their home world, which inevitably led to their imprisonment inside the book of Legendarium after a deal went horribly wrong with its creator, she and her sisters had become wiser during their time incarcerated. They had vowed from that moment on to serve themselves and no one else, they were their own masters now. Icy scowled at the smirking shadow man, "And what could we possibly want from you?" she spat at him.
Pitch pretended to look hurt. He frowned and turned to walk away tilting his head towards the ground. "So be it, it's not like I was offering you anything anyway… it was only something you desperately need," he said as he turned his back to them.
Icy folded her arms frowning. She wouldn't trust Pitch in a million years. He was clearly attempting to get the sisters interested in what he had to offer. Icy didn't need anything, she was just fine the way she was. Darcy and Stormy however took the bait. Darcy was the first to ask, "Like what?"
Pitch stopped walking and halfway turned his head to answer her. "Oh, just something to make you stronger," he said. He then turned his head and proceeded to walk away.
"Stronger?" asked Stormy,
"How?" added Darcy,
Icy was fuming at her sisters for lapping at Pitch's heels, they were falling into his trap. "We are stronger enough without you, you nightmare freak! Go bug someone else." Icy snarled.
Darcy and Stormy stared at the older sister, "What are you doing?" Stormy hissed.
"Don't you want to be stronger than this?" Darcy questioned raising her glowing hand.
"I thought we agreed that after serving Acheron and Selina, which I remind you led us to our imprisonment, we'd no longer serve anyone else but only ourselves!" Icy scolded.
"Icy, see sense. Maybe we should take his offer." Darcy replied.
"You couldn't even defeat that ice freak, and yet you claim you're strong enough." Stormy argued.
Icy's eyes turned to fire at Stormy's remark, she almost punched her in the face if Darcy hadn't been standing between them.
During the sister's debate, Pitch had stopped. He stood at a distance with his back still turned, eavesdropping upon the trio's squabbles and disagreements. The two younger sisters seemed to take interest, but the elder didn't seem to budge. She was going to be difficult. Then his ears pricked up when the youngest took a jab at the elder for not defeating a certain Guardian. He could sense how angry it made the elder sibling, this is how he'd get her interested.
Pitch turned to face the quarrelling sister's. He gently approached them, "I didn't mean to overhear, but if you would like to defeat that Guardian or better still kill him. Maybe I can be of assistance." Pitch said calmly.
Icy sniggered at Pitch's statement. "Your assistance? Fat lot of good you did back at the palace creature. I don't need you to kill that freak, when I meet him again I'll be the one smiling."
Pitch laughed, "How's that for gratitude. I offer you power to kill Jack Frost and you throw it back in my face."
"So? I don't see why I should listen to you." Icy replied,
Pitch remained calm. He'd much rather have Icy as an ally than an enemy, but she wasn't making it easy for him. "As to why you should listen to me, I know his weakness. You may think after today that he has none but he does."
Icy snorted, "What are you talking about? That freak gave into exhaustion halfway through the battle, we all saw that. We all know of his weakness."
Pitch sighed, he was losing his patience with this girl. Her disrespectful attitude was more than just rude. "That was because of me, child! Through me you gained the upper hand. That Guardian cannot survive if there is not enough joy in the world."
Icy and her sisters were confused to say the least. What's joy got to do with it?
"Well then, if you know how to kill that freak then why haven't you done it?" Icy spat back.
Pitch moaned with frustration on the inside, this was like talking to a brick wall. Icy just wasn't willing to see the bigger picture. Pitch had to think, he knew that she wanted more than anything to have a rematch with Jack Frost. That was something he could arrange, even though he'd rather delightfully kill that cursed Guardian and squash his beloved joy and happiness into the mud himself. Maybe he could use that to his advantage.
Pitch continued talking, "Jack Frost is not the only Guardian on this planet. There are thousands of them out there and hundreds of groups with different purposes and agendas. The Guardians of Childhood are my nemesis's. They are a group of five, and if you haven't noticed there is only one me."
"Well that's your problem. This is your fight not ours." Icy snarled.
Pitch sighed. He wasn't going to win her over this way, not with her guard up. He responded to her calmly after taking a deep breath. "Icy, would you take a walk with me? I wish to discuss something with you." He then turned and began to walk towards the water's edge at the lake.
Darcy and Stormy looked at one another. They were more than happy to accept Pitch's offer, besides they needed a place to stay on this alien planet. But this all depended on one person, they then looked to their elder sister. Icy avoided making eye contact with her sisters, she wasn't about to be pressured into any agreements which she didn't trust. She scowled and followed Pitch.
Pitch stood watching the ripples of the water as the night time breeze encouraged the water's movement, Icy soon joined him at the water's edge.
Pitch made the first comment, "You don't trust me do you?"
Icy was quick to answer, "I have no reason to."
Pitch turned to face her, "Do you understand that I am offering you power which will surpass any enemy you encounter?"
Icy turned to face him, "Look, for all I know, you could be lying."
Pitch replied modestly, "And why would I lie?" We clearly have the same interests in mind."
Icy sighed, "Me and my sisters have been used and abused by many of your kind, sure you aren't Lord Darkar or Valtor, but you're a Dark Master and they are always the same. Never again, me and my sisters…" Icy had now begun to show a percentage of emotion, she turned away as her eyes began to tear up. "We're… we're on our own now."
Strangely, Pitch felt something towards the Trio. Their constant misuse from other evil doers had severely damaged their self-esteem. Of course Darcy and Stormy were willing to join him. They wanted to fill a hole which had been wrought by their past employers. But Icy just didn't want to be hurt again which explained why she was so resistant to accepting Pitch's offer.
Pitch placed his hand upon her shoulder, "I have been where you were,"
Icy's tear filled eyes looked up, "You have?"
Pitch smiled, (he of course was lying, this is Pitch Black). "Oh yes." Pitch leaned forward and looked at his reflection. "I did have a life before I became this… this thing."
"So what happened," Icy asked.
Pitch looked up from the water and continued. His Black Sand danced in the air as faces and people appeared and disappeared while Pitch told his story. "I was a General once, but not just a General. I was known as the Lord High General of the Galaxies. Back then I went by the name Kozmotis Pitchiner. It was a title I was pleased with. I served under a king, a ruler whom I fully respected. Until one day I was betrayed."
"Betrayed?" questioned Icy.
"Yes, I suspect it was brought on by jealousy or greed but I don't know. I defeated and killed those who attempted to take my title by force. However, the King did not see it that way. He walked in as I slaughtered the traitors where they stood. He accused me of neglecting my duty and corruption. So I was cast out, banished into the world with no name, no title, no one." Pitch caught Icy in the corner of his eye, she was right where he wanted her. "During my banishment I thought of nothing but getting my life back. I even began to practice black magic just to give myself an upper hand for when the day of my revenge would arrive. As the years went on, I experimented and added to myself. I discovered peoples fear could amplify my abilities. I soon managed to correct my nightmares and Black Sand wielding skills to the point of perfection."
"So did that day eventually come?" Icy wondered.
"It did, but my revenge was thwarted by the efforts of those blessed Guardians!" Pitch growled. His emotion in that statement was somewhat true. The Guardians always seemed to put an end to his fun, and he hated them for it. Pitch took a deep breath and decided to repeat his offer to her. "Icy, you can be so much more. You don't need to be led, you're strong enough to be your own. All I ask is that you hear me out and listen to what I propose."
With a sigh, Icy looked up to face the Boogeyman. "What do you propose?"
Darcy and Stormy sat around the camp fire, Stormy had reignited the pile of wood after Icy went with Pitch for their one-to-one conversation.
"Do you think Icy will join Pitch?" Stormy asked breaking a larger stick and throwing it into the fire.
"Icy's stubborn. She'll not let go of her pride easily just to see that we need him and his resources." Darcy replied.
Stormy leaned back and looked up at the stars. "Well she'd better, or I'm leaving the group. I'll not let her destroy us just because she didn't want to lose face."
Darcy looked at her sister, "You are aware that could happen. I won't know what to do if she does."
"Well I'm joining Pitch no matter what happens," Stormy announced proudly.
Darcy smirked, "Oh yeah? And what happens if he asks you to duel with Icy?"
Stormy closed her eyes, "Piece of cake."
Darcy was shocked, "You would really fight your own sister just to show her you're better?"
"Pretty much. She isn't the strongest one of us." Stormy said.
Darcy was about to retaliate and defend her elder sister when she noticed Pitch and Icy returning from the lake. "Stormy get up, they're back." She hissed and stood up from the floor. Stormy ceased dozing and stood up to attention.
Pitch and Icy stood before the two sisters. Pitch stood modestly with his hands behind his back, Icy looked at him and he nodded her on. Icy came forward, "We have come to a decision. It is true we need Pitch's help if we are to have anywhere we can call home. I have agreed that through Pitch's guidance, we will crush that ice freak and his Guardian friends to dust."
Icy and her sisters went into a group hug while Pitch took a couple of steps back away from the trio. The Boogeyman smiled, who knew his diplomacy skills were this good. "Indeed my dear Queen of Ice. Now as you three have entered into a partnership with yours truly, I have a gift for all of you." With that Pitch's cold gaze darted up to the cloud of Black Sand, the cloud suddenly burst spilling on top of the girls.
As the Black Sand fell covering the Trix, Pitch outstretched his left arm with his hand open; palm up. Inside the glittering ball which seemed to writhe and swirl. The dark particles began to spin around each sister, slashing and tearing at their garments. The Boogeyman grinned sinisterly, these girls will make a nice addition to the ranks. Grunts and moans could be heard coming from the swirling mass as cuts and grazes were received by the speed of the Sands motion. As most of the old garments were ripped away, Pitch then raised his hand up into the air. The Black Shroud rose into the air taking the Trix off the ground, cries of disorientation and fear emitted from the mass. Pitch grinned again and clenched his fist, the sand then began to bond with its victims. Ear-pitching screams of agony could be heard from the girls as the sand forced and poured its way into their skin, nose, eyes, ears, mouth, anywhere accessible for the Black Sand to work its corruptive power.
Soon the cries of agony and mercy ceased as the girls slowly gave in to Pitch's power. The Black Sand gave an addictive type of endorphin as the Black substance occupied their minds. Pitch unclenched his fist as his work was done. The swirling mass ceased bonding with the sisters as it floated motionlessly, there was an eerie duration of silence which followed. Pitch began to wonder if he'd gone too far. Had he just killed the girls? At least it saved him from disposing of them once their usefulness ran its course.
But still, it felt like a wasted opportunity. The trio's abilities would have served him well in the battle which was yet to come. The Boogeyman was about to recall the cloud of Black Sand, but he halted his actions when he spotted something inside the grainy shroud. He squinted at the floating mass. He could only just make out three dark silhouettes inside the Black shroud. As Pitch watched, he saw their eyes flicker open. He sighed with relief, they had survived the transformation.
One after the other their eyes opened, Icy's eyes were glowing turquoise like bright dots in the darkness. Darcy's eyes glowed purple and Stormy's eyes glowed pink. Together they flew out of the black swirling sphere and landed in front of the Boogeyman.
Pitch stared at the three dark figures before him. He examined them as he scanned each one from head to toe. The three girls now wore glittering black skinsuits which seemed to hug the body and the curves, it covered everything apart from the fingers which allowed the girls use of their powers. From a distance, the skinsuits could have been mistaken as their actual skin. They also wore leg high boots which seemed to mould into the suit. Upon each of the girl's chest bore a symbol of each one's power. Icy had three turquoise icicles, Darcy had three purple circular outlines and Stormy had two burgundy lightning bolts which spanned from her shoulders and met at her middle.
Pitch also noticed how pale their skin was, the girls faces and hands were nearly as white as the moonlight. Upon their faces they had different eye shadow and lip colours. Icy had a teal eyeshadow which faded with a vertical gradient into black and teal coloured lips. Darcy's eyes also had an eyeshadow similar to Icy's except the teal colour was replaced with purple fading into black and her lips were painted plum. Finally, Stormy too had eyeshadow with the same gradient as her sisters except the colours were burgundy fading into black, her lips were now coloured cherry. Now from the face Pitch looked that the girl's hair which now had black highlights inlaid. Icy had silver hair with her high ponytail held up with a black tube, Darcy had brown but it was now long and sparkled with Black Sand, and Stormy's hair was still purplish-blue but it had now changed from short and frizzy to long and curly.
As amazed as Pitch was that the transformation had worked (of course, this was the first time he'd done anything like this but he wasn't going to admit that), he decided to act confident and superior.
"So…how do you feel?" he asked.
The newly reformed Trix, (Now the Nightmare Trix), stood observing and discovering their new attire and abilities. Their eyes, rather synchronised, ceased glowing as they came to.
Icy was first to speak, "Woah!" she exclaimed as she swung her hand and an ice blade grew out of it, (her entire arm and hand was coated in a sharp ice blade with a serrated edge). The blade glittered with the Black Sand particles imprinted inside the shape.
"This feels…great!" Darcy examined flexing her arms and legs in the new attire.
"Now no one can stop us!" said Stormy. She ran over to the water's edge to see her reflection, she liked what she saw.
Pitch cleared his throat to refocus the girl's attention on him, "That is not entirely true. You are stronger yes. But you are not unbeatable yet," he said modestly.
Pitch half expected Icy to be the one to complain and moan, but it turned out to be the youngest sibling. "What do you mean?!" complained Stormy. "You lied to us. You haven't made us stronger at all. You've just given us a new wardrobe!"
Pitch kept his cool, these girls were a means to an end after all. "If you recall I did use the word yet. Take comfort dear sisters. If you help me destroy the Guardians. Then upon my word, I will make you unbeatable. Consider this as a gift, a taste of the power I can give you," he explained. Pitch then gave a wicked eye at the Trio, "Unless if you wish for me to take this all away?"
"No, No," they all said.
Pitch smiled, "Good." He then disappeared into the cloud of Black Sand and rose into the air to join the larger cloud which had transformed the Trix. A voice then sounded, "Come, your test begins immediately."
One by one the Nightmare Trix took to the air and followed the Black cloud. Even though it was night, the sisters could make out Pitch's Black shroud by the sand glistening in the moonlight. As the Trix followed him, grains of black sand trailed behind them as they flew. Icy's trail had particles of turquoise ice mixed with the black sand, Darcy's trail had particles of purple and Stormy's trail had particles of pink which sparked slightly as it drifted.
As the Trio flew alongside the Black blanket of writhing sand, The Boogeyman appeared on top riding it somewhat like a surf board, but with his hands behind his back.
"So Pitch, who are these Guardians?" asked Darcy as she flew alongside him.
"Well my dear, the Guardians I am referring to are the Guardians of Childhood. They gave the world happiness, wonder, memories, hope and dreams." Pitch paused for a few minutes before continuing, "They stole everything from me. As a result, it made me weak and I became invisible to the world. Luckily fear stayed alive so I was able to stick around and not vanish from existence."
"Wait….so they just barged in and stole everything from you just like that?!" Darcy exclaimed,
"Who do those Guardians think they are?" snarled Stormy,
"Clearly they disapproved of my methods during my reign," Pitch replied.
Icy had been silent for most of the flight, she decided she'd better say something. "When you returned, did you get revenge on those freaks?"
Pitch didn't nod or shake his head, "Back then it was just four Guardians which protected the children's wonder, hopes, memories and dreams. Of course they were many others out there which were yet to be chosen to join the Guardianship, but none of them were a threat to me…. or so I thought." Pitch paused, his fists clenched.
The sisters all looked at Pitch, they had a feeling that they knew who changed everything around.
Pitch continued, "When I returned for my revenge upon those wretched Guardians, I had hatched a plan. The main strategy was to stop the children of the world believing in them, oh… you should have seen them. They were so weak, so powerless, so... so pathetic. As the children of the world began ceasing their belief, I grew in power. As time went on, will no Guardians to protect them, their fear grew and so did my power. Until he turned everything around, until he encouraged children to believe again."
Pitch paused again, he seemed to be fighting with himself on the inside. "He was the Guardians newest recruit, and he changed everything. He…that…that boy… Jack Frost." He scratched out those final words through gritted teeth. With no warning, a large portion of Pitch's nightmare sand departed from his cloud and thundered down to the ground below shredding and destroying the woodland to splinters beneath them.
Seeing Pitch's violent outburst made the Trix very fearful. The Boogeyman quickly picked this up and ceased his actions. He combed back his hair and adjusted his facial expression into a calming manner. He then turned to the Trix, "As you may tell, I have a grudge against that Guardian. He protects the opposite of my power. He brings happiness to the children of the world. As long as he exists people will always have happiness and will never feel fear." He then landed in a forest on the boarder of Germany, the sisters followed him.
When the sisters came to land they saw Pitch standing next to a hole in the ground. Not like a mole or rabbit hole though, this was the size of a man-hole but bigger, give or take a few inches. The girls landed in front of Pitch, he then spoke. "The Guardians stole my future, but now with you on my side, those Guardians will be history."
As Pitch finished speaking, his Black Sand began to swirl around him from head-to-toe, he then disappeared within the grains of sand. The confused Trix looked at one another, they then looked back to see the Black Sand rising into the air. It floated for a while then dived into the ground pouring through a man-sized hole like water draining down a sink hole. The Trix followed the Black Sand as they jumped down into the darkness.
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